we sat by the bar; ordered our drinks; 2 beers; i was people looking; checking out people around the bar; you were looking at me; smiling; your hair all tie up tonight that looks nice; i wish i give you the urge to kiss me on my neck and whisper in my ear something sweet and sexy; im still afraid; scare of losing this fight; most of all scare of losing you; but the reason why i never allow you to do that was because i was writing about you, im sure you know that, right?
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